The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 320

Vivienne tucked her hands in her pockets, casting a cheeky smile at Paul as she spoke nonchalantly, "He wants me to call off my engagement with Percival and marry him instead. He even claims that the Ellington fortune will be his."

Richard's face darkened.

Heloise and Fiona also looked grim.

Among the Ellington family tree, who wouldn't covet the Ellington inheritance?

But even if they did, they kept their ambitions hidden. Paul, on the other hand, had the audacity to claim the Ellington fortune as his own?

Did that good-for-nothing actually think he could inherit the Ellington fortune?

"You bloody nuisance!" Richard barked as he landed a few more blows on Paul. "I could tolerate your idleness, but now you dare to meddle with your cousin's love life? I'll kill you!"

Cathy quickly intervened. "Dad! You can't hit him anymore! Paul is still your oldest grandson. He’s only showing his desire to support the Ellington family!"

"Hmph!" Richard slammed his cane onto the ground as his nose flared in anger. "What does he know about supporting the Ellington family?!"

Heloise watched with cold eyes and added sarcastically. "Cathy, you should rein in Paul. He's getting too bold. Our grandfather is still standing here, and he dares to utter such words? Can you imagine what he'll be like in the future?"

She glanced at Paul and sneered. "The Ellingtons are a prominent family; not anyone can simply take over. You, being the oldest, should be more careful with your words and actions."

Heloise’s son, Jeffrey Ellington, snickered. "Paul, not only do you disregard us, but you also disrespect our grandfather. You're too arrogant."

Fiona stayed quiet. She was just casting a glance at Vivienne and Percival with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

She never considered Paul a threat to the Ellington fortune. He was just a waste of space in her eyes.

Her concern was Percival.

Her spies hadn't reported back yet, and Percival still stood here, unharmed.

As long as Percival lived, she could never claim the Ellington inheritance.

"Shut up! All of you!" Paul turned to his uncle's family. "Don't think I don't know what you're all planning. I'm the oldest grandson. The inheritance is mine!"

"Paul, that's too much." Heloise said coldly, "We're only speaking the truth. You did something shameful, and you still want to claim the Ellington fortune? Do you think you can handle it? Even Kenneth is better than you."

Not far away, a teenager in a tracksuit lifted his gaze. Despite his young age of eighteen, he had an air of melancholy.

Kenneth glanced at the crowd as his gaze finally landed on Vivienne. He frowned slightly, and his eyes showed his distaste. "I'm going to my room."

Without waiting for a response, he turned and left.

Everyone seemed accustomed to his attitude and didn't care whether he stayed or left.

After Kenneth left, Jeffrey snickered. "He doesn't even want to deal with you, Paul. Aside from chasing women, what else can you do?"

"Shut up!" Paul's anger flared, but he reined it in. "I don't care. Grandfather, you have to stand up for me. I admit that I want to marry Vivienne, but she did rip off my clothes. You can see my scratches. The Brooks family should take responsibility. You should make Vivienne and Percival break off their engagement!"

His real goal wasn't to argue with them today.

Even if he couldn't marry Vivienne, it would be good enough to break her engagement with Percival.